The Return Of The Real Me

I think I can remember
The picture in my eyes
Something of dreams that was taken away
I’m trying to remember
Through my clouded dull and restless mind
The thoughts they try and stop me now
From finding a way
Like thorns in my way
It’s something of dreams that was taken away
Oh, the return of the real me
Oh, the return of the real me
I feel I am recalling
To a long-forgotten time
I’m making out a clearing now
In my only once but useless mind
Somewhere I had that was taken away
Oh, the return of the real me
Oh, the return
Of this frightened child
Who could see through their lives
Who could be what he liked
Just what he liked
Just what he liked
Oh, please say you’ll never leave here
Now I’ve found me after so long
Time for one to take things over
I can sleep now this is over
Praise the return
Praise the return of the real me
Praise the return
Praise the return of the real me